“Better is open rebuke than hidden love. Faithful are the wounds of a friend; profuse are the kisses of an enemy.”
“Oil and perfume make the heart glad and the sweetness of a friend comes from his earnest counsel.” Proverbs 27:5- 6, 9
As my tires rolled over her smooth driveway, I smiled to again see the house of my friend. She opened the door and we both laughed loudly to see the other had changed into pajamas for the occasion.
We used to get dressed up and paint the town some shade of respectable red, but life and kids and jobs happened, so now we just steal an hour here and there. We cover the highs and lows on her comfy couch in our bare feet. Though we have lived apart for more than thirteen years, the closeness remains. Every visit is a brief and beautiful gift.
And really, it isn’t even the years we have invested that has deepened our friendship. It is the amount of the REAL US that we allow to show that keeps us close. She knows I get cranky when I need to eat. I know she has little sympathy for complaining.
We both see one another’s true self. She has called me out more than once when I needed it. Lovingly, sure— but without allowing me to hide inside my sin and self.
And I need more of that in my life. Don’t you?
In a world fascinated by excellent appearances, we need friends that care deeply for our inner selves, the part most people never see. We need close relationships that grow in the soil of real life, bearing the roots of honesty and heart. We need to earn the right to.. read more over here at the Women of Warren Moment in the Word.